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Docks, Water And Fog.  

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That sometimes deadly shape-shifter water is our friend, our life.  We are filled with her, surrounded by her, fail without her and are made of her.  She travels via heat in steam, flows in eddies, streams and tides, causing pause with snow and ice, floating in beads of soft fog.

I offer you some fog, some water, some mist.

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4 comments

Anonymous  

I offer you my hand and arm and my friendship, how does that sound? :) And my ears, they like to listen. xx

Monday, December 29, 2008
Laura  

I really like this photo.

Monday, December 29, 2008
susan  

I like the picture too.

You got me- I thought you were talking about someone real- and it upset me terribly.

Monday, December 29, 2008
kw  

VIVIENNE~

Thank you so much, my friend!

ANONYMOUS DRIFTER~

Thank you also. In case you think you've lost it, this is a slightly different photo from the original posting!

SUSAN~

I am sooo sorry! I'm going to edit it, to see if it reads better. Hope you are doing well, my love.

Monday, December 29, 2008

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